In which the burthen of the mystery,
In which the heavy and the weary weight
Of all this unintelligible world
Is lightened: - that serene and blessed mood,
In which the affection gently lead us on; -
Until, the breath of this corporeal frame
And even the motion of our human blood
Almost suspend, we are lard asleep
IN body, and become a living soul:
While with an eye made quiet by the power.
Of harmony and the deep power of joy,
WE see into the life of things.
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JESUS THE CENTER OF MY LIFE. New dance